I'm very much bothered hy small children vying for attention by acting "cute."
I'm very much bothered hy small children vying for attention by acting "cute."
People tagging me in pictures on facebook that have nothing to do with me. Tagging games I can forgive, I post a comment about it, laugh, and then remove the tag after a little while just so things don't become cluttered. Tagging me in a photo of you and your dog and selecting your dog's nutsack as my "face" is pretty funny and I might just leave it there forever. But tagging me in a photo of you at the homecoming dance for a school I never even went to is just weird. If I never ever removed tags, 90% of the "Photos of Me" section would actually be photos and videos of a certain Lady Gaga impersonator I know. There have been literally dozens.
Oh I made a post about this before
Originally Posted by A suave, handsome young man
there was a picture here
How are you friends with her again?
Middle school is hell. You need all the friends you can get if you want to survive.How are you friends with her again?
Not waking up with a dry mouth and being trapped in a dream where you're drinking vast amounts of water but never quenching your thirstOh I made a post about this before
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
Just saw a sign with weird words on it. My mom insists the words were someone's name and I insisted it wasn't. It was just weird words.
It annoys me when people make fun of other people in a mean-spirited way (like saying someone's name is just gobbletygook!)
I was just about to take my computer out back and just smash it to bits. My computer is expensive.
What reason? the monitor cables are loose.
I'm not kidding you. I was swearing up and down and when I fixed everything I kicked my computer as a final act of anger and now the case cover is warped.
If I had gone out back to destroy it, I wouldn't have given a damn. I'd probably wait until 2012 and just bought another computer, the entire time begrudging my very random temper.
(I don't know why I get mad. Every time I get mad I argue with myself that getting mad is pointless, not efficient, and that I should stop. Then I get even more mad anyway)
Racism
I like Kung-Fu.
Couples who use a profile pic with both of them in it on facebook so I spend 5 seconds thinking its a post by one of them when it was really a post by the other.
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
That only bothers me when they use the same picture for both accounts. Joint accounts I think would bother me too, but everyone I know with one doesn't actually share it with their boyfriend as the name implies.
Being on a train. I don't know what it is, I don't have this issue on planes or even, god forbid, coaches/buses, but if I'm on a train journey that's going to last longer than like, half an hour...christ, I become the most miserable hate filled tit the world has ever known. There is nothing like being on a train that can make me hate everything and everyone around me with a burning passion. Couple of weeks ago I just went up to London and back on the train to visit my best friend and see distant worlds, and god damn the train journey smurfed me right off. Like people who wouldn't even normally bother me outside of the environment of a train ended up making me so annoyed I wanted to reach over the chairs and choke them out.
Mind you, this time was actually the best time ever for me. There was one guy in particular who pissed me off something rotten, mainly because he sat in a reserved seat that belonged to someone else, refused to get up when they got on the train and they ended up sitting next to me. I wouldn't normally care so much but literally the day before I left to get on the train it was raining real bad where I live and I had to go out, and I live on top of a filthy steep hill and I ended up slipping over thanks to my tit old shoes and taking all the skin off my right knee. This in itself wasn't so bad, but then 5 minutes later I slipped again and landed on the same knee, shredding all this freshly raw skin down a rough stony pavement and took out a massive lump of skin and bled everywhere. It sucked. A LOT. Add this to the fact that I'm tall and have long ass legs, having to cramp up in a train seat for 4 hours with all this tit going on made the whole thing very uncomfortable.
So yeah I was less than impressed with this asshole in front of me in the reserved seat that wasn't his. But then justice prevailed! Halfway through the journey he swapped seats with the woman next to him for some reason, I think so he could talk to his moron friends. Either way when I got up to get ready to get off the train, I decided to just get up as soon as we left the penultimate station, and get off the train first. And as I was pulling my suitcase down from the case rack, which was rather heavy, it started to slip and as I had a bag in my other hand I could tell I wasn't going to catch it. Soft lad in front of me was leaning forward talking to his friends or some tit, and my case ended up flying off the rack and landing on his back. Right on the corner edge! I swear to god, you have no idea how happy that made me. I gave him the least sincere apology anyone has ever given while he kind of flailed about groaning about his back and then walked out to where the door on the train is going YESSSSSSS, YESSSSSSS and pulling some ghetto victory pose after just wrecking this dude. I didn't know that the woman sitting opposite him was coming out right behind me so what she made of all this I don't know, but I didn't care. That'll teach the gimpy smurfer and his stupid hair and ginger goatee and nancy boy flesh tunnel earrings to sit in someone elses seat on the train. Twat.
Jesus christ see this is what being on a train does to me it was two weeks ago and just posting about it still turned me into Steve (although not really, I was on a train and didn't obtain 4 somalian girls phone numbers with just a glance and a flash of my receding hairline, so not quite full Iceglow just yet)someone save me
It really bothers me when people use "[NAME] and I" when it should be "[NAME] and me." It's so unbearably smurfing common that people do it in movies, on the news... all the time! They do it so much that I really should just lay back and accept it, but, alas, I cannot.
Do things like "nauseated vs. nauseous" bother you too?
No, it's really just the I/me thing and you're/your. They're/their/there doesn't even both me because people usually get those ones right--it's prevalence of I/me and your/you're that irks me.Do things like "nauseated vs. nauseous" bother you too?
I wrote a strongly worded letter to Forever 21 for printing a T-shirt with the wrong you're. Yes, really.
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